Naomi had put on a semi transparent light black silk shirt that knotted below her breasts. Her tits weren’t quite visible through it, but one couldn...��t help but try to sneak a peek. Her curvy hips were bare, showing her wonderfully flat tiny stomach.She had reapplied her makeup, and her face was simply exquisite.Somewhere I couldn’t believe this was really happening. Yet it clearly was. My wife was sitting too close to my friend, her eyes kept holding his. She seemed to just ooze in his. They were so close to the same feelings the brunette was almost lost inside her own rapture. Gretchen held the dildo tightly. She was exacting certain gratifications as well. The way the thong rubbed up against her sex. The material causing friction to send bursts of voluptuous warmth through her own cunt. As she came Gretchen imagined her juices flowing up through the dildo and out into Crystal’s flaming cunt. Not to cool the flames, but add fuel to the fire. The hostage Crystal wailed as she. 'Of course I know that' I said in a hurt tone. I wondered what they would say if they knew that I had already fucked four women and one of them was a virgin. To avoid making them suspicious I listened to them with rapt attention.'On her wedding night a bride expects to be fucked good and proper. So don't you disappoint her' my friend Ramesh said.'Yes I know but how am I supposed to do that' I asked blushing.'Go in. Catch her by the ankles and spread her legs wide and shove your lund into her. The only common thread was an escort agency, which on the face of it seemed legit; they didn’t seem behind it, if they were then they were very good at it. So the plan was that she’d be set up as an escort; a simple cover, single woman, secretary, needs some extra cash – the old story. ?Nervous about it?? ?Yes, a little, not keen on giving away my virginity for the job.? King raised his eyebrows. ?Just joking, I’m a big girl, I can look after myself.?We’ll see about that, thought King. She was.